Childhood days

I met a man in Nigeria
With a beard white and grey
He was 40, looked like 60
"Men age as wine", they say...
This man to me seemed like a phrase
For there was this thing missing from his face
Nope !! Nor there in the heart too in his case...
Was it a smile !! Was it a smirk..
I could not fathom why there was no dawn after dusk
So, I asked him, with all my humility..
Mr Chimamandanata, where are the flowers of your city ?
Why dont you laugh, why dont you giggle
Why do you grumble, why do you niggle....
And he replied, with all his maturity...
The sun shines while they make hay
With this world I have turned so sombre and grey
When I was a child, I used to smile and laugh
Then one day, died my beloved cat and the calf...
The world is full of wickedness and crooked ones.
They fight for petty things with their bombs and guns...
And so one day, they took away my beloved and I cried..
The laughter in me was gone, and the child died...
I have lived my life with "suited" pirate and jack
Oh good man, can you give me my childhood back ....